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Grasping Zhou Liao's hand, Lai Zhiyun meticulously and gently smeared the hand cream evenly.
Then, she switched to the other hand and applied it equally.
This was also one of the small pleasures between them as a married couple.
Lai Zhiyun would help Zhou Liao apply hand cream, and Zhou Liao would give her waist massages.
The night passed without incident.
The next day, the weather was clear and bright, and the couple went out together to attend the hundred-day celebration of Zhou Liao's cousin's son.
At the hotel, the banquet hall was decorated with a childlike charm.
Behind the balloon arch was a path of balloon flowers, and as they walked through it, their appearance suddenly hushed the atmosphere in the banquet hall somewhat, as everyone's gaze focused on them.
The He Family's younger daughter finally met everyone in person.
Topped with pale, cool skin, she stood out from afar, her whiteness striking at first glance.
